Good luck with that. Getting onto disability is a multi-year process for most people. It's even worse with psych issues, because they seem to expect a higher degree of proof that something is actually wrong. Southern states seem even more strict about it. I've known people who have legitimate diagnosis processes, medical records and psych ward stays dating back to their teens who were denied for disability the first time. Becky has, what? A shrink who said she was depressed or bipolar or something after one visit? She isn't getting shit.
People really love this idea that Becky is some kind of welfare leech. I don't see it. Getting gimmes from the government as a young, healthy, childless person is very difficult... and frankly, I don't think Becky would know how to do it. Her family is trashy, but they all seem to work and take care of themselves, so it isn't even a Slaton sister situation where the family business is latching onto Uncle Sams tit. I think she's in some kind of state program to give her access to therapy and medications, but so? She could honestly benefit from some therapy and an antidepressant. Becky is a miserable, depressed cunt, which is maybe part of the reason she's comfortable with her pathetic life painting boxes and cleaning her girlfriends asshole.
